Langston Hughes

(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967 / Missouri)

50-50 - Poem by Langston Hughes

I’m all alone in this world, she said,
Ain’t got nobody to share my bed,
Ain’t got nobody to hold my hand—
The truth of the matter’s
I ain’t got no man.

Big Boy opened his mouth and said,
Trouble with you is
You ain’t got no head!
If you had a head and used your mind
You could have me with you
All the time.

She answered, Babe, what must I do?

He said, Share your bed—
And your money, too.

Comments about 50-50 by Langston Hughes

  • Gold Star - 5,608 Points Pranab K Chakraborty (2/21/2015 11:50:00 PM)

    Poem no doubt good by its message. But dilemma is head and mind perhaps reciprocate. Head without mind OR mind wothout head.....It can't be happened. Sometimes mind dominates head and sometimed head domintes mind. So it is by title 50-50. Mind hankering mixing, head demands conditions.50-50. (Report) Reply

    1 person liked.
    1 person did not like.
  • Silver Star - 3,150 Points Bernard Snyder (2/21/2015 1:06:00 PM)

    One of my favorite poem's of all time. All you've got to do is share your bed and your money. Cute! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 39,822 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (2/21/2015 8:13:00 AM)

    Ha-ha-ha witty love you Hughes (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 13,622 Points Jayatissa K. Liyanage (2/21/2015 5:52:00 AM)

    Confronting incompatible minds and hearts, what would that lead to? How nicely knitted in to a poem! Enjoyed! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 56,091 Points Gajanan Mishra (9/30/2014 8:55:00 PM)

    How beautifully a serious matter is being told by a perfect poet that delighted all! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Maddy Zoe (5/28/2014 2:47:00 PM)

    haha... what a funny poem... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Shobana Gomes (4/30/2014 7:36:00 AM)

    LOL, a delightful poem. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 5,494 Points Patricia Grantham (4/24/2014 8:07:00 AM)

    A delightful write that is very true and
    does not leave one hanging on a cliff.
    Good write and very jazzy. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 421 Points Shania K. Younce (3/30/2014 4:52:00 PM)

    This is a really good poem. Bien! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Gju Awf (10/10/2013 9:20:00 AM)

    trolololololololololol (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Gju Awf (10/10/2013 9:15:00 AM)

    saminamina ah ah waka waka ah ah (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Alvin Willis (5/28/2013 10:48:00 AM)

    Eventhough this poem was written decades still has that swagger that is found now....presently. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Brianna James (4/22/2013 11:40:00 AM)

    This poem describes
    What goes on
    In these times (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Parker Schilling (12/6/2012 7:40:00 AM)

    Fitting for these times. Everyone's out for money and sex. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Queen Nzingah (5/26/2012 5:15:00 PM)

    This is not only a very good poem, its name is incredibly fitting. Thank you Langston! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Jacob Trinidad (5/15/2012 5:18:00 PM)

    I have 50-50 with the truth
    With the world i have 1-99
    I need more world
    Not truth (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Mini Matt (4/12/2012 8:49:00 AM)

    way to be dead man
    from mini matt

    p.s. i like monkeys (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Boone Mccaw (1/26/2012 12:22:00 PM)

    Hi I'm Boone, and Langston Hughes is beast. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Shyla Cureton (6/23/2011 10:27:00 AM)

    Sure enough, it takes sensible people and an awakening of what's to be 'brought to the table' as my Brother, Alias, 'Rigid' says. And it has hurt me because of what I do and do not have. Yet, it gives me a strong desire to awaken to have more to my relationship. But what I believe the author, Mr. Hughes, is wonderfully and poetically saying is in the title, for both sides as a man and a woman to have something to bring... Whatever it maybe, other than sex and advantageousness to the relationship... Thank You Mr. Langston Hughes for you Brilliance.... May You forever eat of Good fruits and dainties in Heaven. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Nezha Nazih (7/25/2010 12:38:00 PM)

    I'll comment using something I wrote a long time ago during my university years
    here it is very naive and not really a poem
    My first money,
    Dad SnAtched it!
    Then all my monies
    Took the habit
    Of not being mine
    But the others'.... (Report) Reply

Read all 24 comments »

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 27, 2010

[Hata Bildir]